Linda Logdberg

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2019

Stories (9)

9 Stories

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“Sniffer” by Linda Logdberg

Submitted to Contest #218

Sniffer Mr. Niffer agreed to grant this interview to KLML only under the proviso that his location not be revealed.  His statements reflect the events that took place last June. OK so I’m a bit of a mutation myself, but I’m certainly no Germ. Germs, that’s where I come in. Phineas S. Niffer, one of a long line of Sniffers who, long ago, ...

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“Divine Justice” by Linda Logdberg

Submitted to Contest #134

Divine Justice The courtroom fell silent (or would have, if anyone had been present to make noise) as Master of the Universe entered and took his seat. His gavel fell with the thunder of a prairie storm and his robes swirled a blizzard as he settled into his giant throne. “Begin!” He commanded. The two plaintiffs rose as one, the huge head stickin...

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“Life in a Leaf” by Linda Logdberg

Submitted to Contest #118

Life in a Leaf I’d always been too tall, that’s the short of it. My mother liked to joke about how it felt to deliver me: like trying to suck in a piece of spaghetti that just keeps on coming and coming and coming until you know you can’t swallow it all. Except in reverse, of course. All through school, I towered over all the girls and most of the b...

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“Behind the Masks” by Linda Logdberg

Submitted to Contest #56

Behind the Masks Dierdre hated having to wear a mask for all the usual reasons, but, in addition, because the lower part of her face was her best attribute. She’d had one compliment after another for how her straight, narrow jaw emphasized her high cheekbones and made her look extra-intelligent. Maybe the best compliment was the one from Werner, who said, “Girl, that mout...

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“Even the Chairs Have Hearts” by Linda Logdberg

Submitted to Contest #55

Even the Chairs Have Hearts “Can you keep a secret?” The voice rasped like a saw on dry wood. “Rrrrghgr! It’s today!” My eyes shot open and my fists clenched under the covers. I was alone in the cabin, so there must be an intruder—but what kind of intruder makes lots of noise?  There, the rasp came again. “Hey, listen up!” There was a thump and a ...

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“Crossbreeze” by Linda Logdberg

Submitted to Contest #53

Crossbreeze Atlanta was in the grip of a particularly blistering heatwave and attendant high humidity. If you dared walk outside, you’d lose your train of thought as the relentless churning of central air conditioners made you drip sweat. The insight that the South was saved by air conditioning isn’t mine, but I treasure it because you really can’t overstate the impact of...

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“The Stars, My Friends” by Linda Logdberg

Submitted to Contest #51

The Stars, My Friends If I move my head just a crick, just a tiny bit, I can see the night sky and that single star that always seems to find its way to me. I’m not enough of a taxonomist to bother finding out its name or when it’s brightest, but I sure do welcome its presence whenever it decides to show up. Guiding star? Not hardly: more like, my only friend. But ...

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“The Power of Words” by Linda Logdberg

Submitted to Contest #15

The Power of Words “Gracie,” said Mama, as she held out BearBear. “Who’s this?” Ooooh. Ooooh. Ooooh. GAAAH! I answered. Then I went limp and fell on my head. Mama picked me right up. “Oh, Baby Girl, “she said. “Are you <...

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“Final Diagnosis” by Linda Logdberg

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #11

Final diagnosis Grosse Pointe, Michigan, had long been famous as an enclave for the rich, but even fancy mansions look rundown when they front on streets lined with dirty snow. Roads were nowhere near as manicured in the 1990s as they are now, anyway, so I didn’t think twice about the slush as I parked my mother’s old Ford Fairlane next to a huge snowdrift in front of the turreted stone house I’d come to visit.  I hoped it was the right place. Because of my errand, the h...

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Contest #11
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